Date: Mon, 3 Jan 2011 12:16:31 +0100
From: Shaun White <corcega112@hotmail.com>
Subject: Torrevieja Treasure - Chapter 1

This story is completely fictional. Names, characters and incidents are a
product of the author's imagination, and any resemblance to real people or
incidents is completely coincidental.

This story contains descriptions of sexual interactions. If you are
uncomfortable reading such material, or are not permitted to do so legally,
please leave this page immediately. Please read at your own risk.

Torrevieja Treasure - Chapter 1

     When I took early retirement from my work in North Yorkshire, UK, I
decided I wanted a better and healthier climate than that of the UK.  I had
spent a number of holidays on the Costa Blanca area of Spain and in
particular at the coastal resort of Torrevieja so it was an obvious choice
for me to choose to live out my retirement there.  I knew the town and
surrounding area very well and I had a gay friend who already lived there,
a man a few years younger than me but who, like me, was a boy-lover.  As we
were both boy-lovers we did not have a sexual relationship between the two
of us but it was nice to have a friend who was like-minded so we could sit
and comment on the nice scenery during the summer months whilst we sat at
beach side cafes having a coffee and a brandy.

     Torrevieja and surrounding urbanisations were home to a large number
of British ex-pats most of whom were retired although a lot more younger
people were moving there after being disgruntled with life in the UK.  This
resulted in a lot of restaurants and bars being English owned and run.
Also recently an English supermarket had opened.  It was entirely staffed
by British men and women and almost everything in the store was from
England.  The result of all this was that it was not a necessity to learn
fluent Spanish.  Even most Spanish run shops had assistants who could speak
English.

     On this particular day it was Christmas Eve and I was in the English
supermarket (Iceland) doing a bit of last minute shopping.  I only wanted a
few items so I was not intending spending much time there.  It was really
crowded with most people filling their trolleys as though the shops would
be closed for a month.  By the way, my name is Shaun and I live on the edge
of town but within easy walking distance of the town, the beaches and most
supermarkets.

     As I walked the supermarket isles picking out the items I needed I
spotted an old couple who had a young teen boy with them.  It looked like
grandparents and grandson, the grandson being about 13 or 14 years old.  He
had blond hair with just a hint of curls as it was quite long.  He was
quite slim and I noticed later that he had vivid blue eyes.  As I glanced
across at him he happened to look at me.  Our eyes met and we held each
other's gaze for a few seconds before moving away.  I kept glancing across
at him after that and I noticed he kept glancing across at me.  We would
look at each other for a few seconds and then I realised when he looked at
me he was smiling as though he wanted to be friendly.  I smiled back at him
and gave a small nod of my head and winked at him.

     I soon finished my bit of shopping and had no reason to hang around
any longer but I did not want to leave yet, something told me I should stay
a bit longer so I went to the in-store small cafe for a cup of coffee.  The
tables were near the supermarket doors so anyone arriving or leaving had to
more or less pass the tables.  As I sat with my coffee I kept glancing at
the boy with his grandparents and eventually they came to the check-out.
When they were ready to leave with their trolley full of goods the boy hung
back a moment and then went out of his way to walk right past my table and
as he did so he dropped a slip of paper on my table and without pausing he
said "Sorry, can't stop now.  See you."  When I looked at the slip of paper
it was an old till receipt but when I turned it over there was an e-mail
address written on it.  I folded it carefully and put it safely in my
pocket.

     As soon as I arrived home I switched on my computer and decided to
write a short e-mail to this new address.  I started off by thanking him
for the address and I hoped he wanted me to write to him.  I said I was
very interested the way we kept exchanging knowing glances but that I was
rather surprised that he seemed interested in someone of my advanced age
but if he wished to write to me I would always answer his e-mails and if by
some chance he wished to meet me at some time I would be happy to meet him
for a chat or anything else he might have in mind.  I sent the e-mail off
wondering if I would get a reply or not but not feeling very confident.

     About half an hour later I checked my e-mails and I was amazed to find
a reply so soon.  He said his name was Robert and he has just had his 14th
birthday a few weeks ago.  He said he lived in the UK with his parents but
was staying over the Christmas and New Year with his grandparents who live
here.  He went on to say he had been coming here regularly with his parents
for holidays but now that he is 14 he can fly out on his own and this was
his first visit without his parents.  He said he loved life at Torrevieja
and got on well with his grandparents and so from now on he was going to
spend all his school holidays here in Torrevieja because if he was at home
in the UK both his parents were out at work all day so he would be alone
all through the holidays.  He said he would like to meet up with me if I
wanted to meet him and get to know him better.  He said his grandparents
lived in the Aguas Nuevas area of Torrevieja.  This surprised me because I
live on the very edge of the same area so he could not be too far away from
my place.  He said he only had another week here before returning to the UK
but he would be out again for the Easter school holidays and then during
the summer school holidays he would be here for the long holiday.

     I wrote back saying I would love to meet up with him and told him
where I lived and said it was not too far from where he was staying.  I had
already drawn up a sort of street plan of how to get to my place.  I had
done it on my computer to give to tradesmen making deliveries.  I attached
a copy of this plan to my e-mail and I said he was welcome to come and see
me anytime but if he preferred to meet on neutral ground for the first
meeting I could meet him at any place suitable to him.  I sent the e-mail
off to him.  Within the hour he replied to say he could not get away from
his grandparents on Christmas Day or Boxing Day but the following day he
would come to visit me at about 2 pm if that was OK with me.  He said he
knew the area and would have no problem finding my place.  I confirmed to
him that I would be at home and waiting for him.  I said I live in an
apartment but not in a high rise block.  It is only 2 storeys and I live in
an upstairs apartment and the private steps up to it are directly off the
road.

     I was very excited for the next 2 days wondering how we would get on.
I was fairly certain he would be gay and would want some fun but I was
prepared to have to wait until we knew each other better before trying to
take things too far too quickly.

     Eventually the day arrived and I waited with baited breath for 2 pm
not knowing if he would even turn up, thinking he might have changed his
mind.  However, at 5 minutes before 2 pm I looked out to see him arriving
on his bicycle.  I beckoned him to bring the bike up the stairs and he
chained it to the hand rail on the stairs.  He was all smiles as I invited
him in.  I went to shake his hand in welcome but instead of taking my hand
he put his arms round me and gave me a nice hug.  I held him close and said
"Welcome, Robert", then I kissed him briefly on the cheek.  He glanced
round my lounge and noted my computer and the large flat screen television
and he said "Very nice.  I like it".  I offered him a drink and he said a
coke would be very welcome.  He said it had only taken him just over 5
minutes to come on his bicycle.  After getting a chilled coke out of the
fridge I showed him the rest of my small apartment, the bathroom and the 2
bedrooms and then I took him out and up onto the private roof space where I
do my sunbathing in the summer.  He looked over and saw our communal
swimming pool and said it was bigger than the one at his grandparents'
place.  I said I hoped he would come to use it when he was here during the
summer.  I said that after I had my daily swim I was in the habit of
returning onto my flat roof space and stripping naked and lying in the sun
to let the sun dry me off.  He said he liked the sound of that very much.

     We returned to the lounge and he asked if he could spend a few minutes
on my computer. He said although he had use of a computer at his
grandparents' place it was the one they also used so he did not have any
privacy and he could not look at some of his favourite sites in case they
found them in the history file.  I said he was welcome to look at any sites
on my computer so he soon settled himself down and started surfing the net.
I glanced over his shoulder a couple of times and soon realised he was
looking at gay porn. I stood behind him and watched with him for a while.
After a few minutes he adjusted the front of his jeans and I could see
quite a nice bulge there.  After a few more minutes I reached from behind
him and felt the bulge.  He was rock hard.  I held his hard cock through
the material of his jeans but then after a couple more minutes I reached
for the zip and lowered it.  I felt inside and was surprised to not find
any underwear.  When I commented on that as I took hold of his cock he
smiled and said "Well I was hoping something might happen so I thought why
wear more than is necessary."  I stroked him for a few more minutes and I
could tell that with watching the porn on the computer and with me also
stroking his cock he would soon be having a climax so I withdrew my hand.
He looked at me and said "Oh dear, I was starting to enjoy that."  I moved
his chair back a bit and I moved forward so that I could kneel in front of
him.  Before he opened his legs any wider I loosened the fastener at the
top of his jeans and lowered them to his ankles.  He parted his knees wider
and I bent my head down and licked the tip of his cock.  There was a small
bead of pre-cum which I took on my tongue and then I lowered my head
further to take his cock in my mouth.  By now his cock was about 5 inches
long and was not too thick, just a nice size to suck.  I started to bob my
head up and down as I took the full length in my mouth until it was almost
touching my tonsils.  He started to moan and for a while stopped watching
the computer screen as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the work I was doing
on him.  After a few minutes he said "I am going to cum."  I redoubled my
action and very soon he came in my mouth.  He did not come a great deal but
what he did cum was like nectar, so sweet as only the cum of a young teen
can be.  When he was drained I pulled off and said "Was that OK for you?"
He said "Oh yes, thanks.  That was perfect.  I hope it is only the first of
many.  Do you want me to return the favour now?"  I said "No, not this time
but I promise you, you can do it on your next visit if you decide to come
to see me again."  He said "There is nothing more certain.  I would like to
make this my second home during my stays here if that is OK with you.
Although I love my grandparents, life there is very limited but here with
you I feel I will be able to be myself."

     We sat and chatted for a while.  He told me that over the past couple
of years he had become friends with a local Spanish boy who was more or
less the same age as him.  He said the boy lived quite close to his
grandparents and used the same swimming pool.  He said the boy was learning
some English at school but likes to practice his English and improve on it
by chatting to him.  Robert said the Spanish boy was also trying to teach
Robert some Spanish but Robert was finding it hard with only doing a bit
during holidays.  After a bit more quizzing Robert admitted that he and the
Spanish boy had played around a bit together with mutual wanks and even
Robert had recently managed to suck the other boy off.  Suddenly I was very
interested and I said that if Robert wanted to introduce his friend to me
they could both come to visit me and have fun in the privacy of my bedroom
and when Robert is not here the other boy could still come to practice his
English with me and maybe help me to learn a bit more Spanish.  Robert said
he would have a word with Juan, the Spanish boy.

     We sat and chatted for another quarter of an hour and then Robert said
he had better be getting back but he asked if he could come again before
returning to the UK.  I said he was welcome any time.  He said he would try
to come at the same time in 2 days' time and that would give him time to
see Juan and see if he wanted to come along as well.  He stood and fastened
his jeans again and we kissed again but this time a passionate kiss with
open mouths.  He unlocked his bicycle and I waved him off saying I looked
forward to seeing him again in 2 days' time.

End of Chapter 1.

Your comments would be appreciated.  The younger you are, the better for
me.  Please send them to me at corcega112@hotmail.com